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He should be a monster now he just was a second ago, a grotesque, mutated monster with nothing but violence on his mind but he’s not. Why isn’t he? He thinks for a moment before groaning, his head feels like it’s on fire with just trying to remember. He lets out a shaky breath. He was at the hospital delivering the cure. He actually made it to the hospital without dying even with all the monster shit. He gave it to the scientists and then…?
A pain shoots through his heart, it was as if his brain didn’t want him to remember like it was protecting him but from what? He runs through the events from the night in his head. After delivering an organ he was told he’d be paid double to deliver an organ or what he thought was an organ at the time to raccoon city. When trying to talk to Michell he had hit someone, a woman and even though she was a bit creepy he tried to help her and then he was pulled into all this shit. No none of that matters right now, he needs to focus… his mind drifts. The scientists…? Yes, right the scientists! He gave the thing to make the cure even though his body felt like it was on fire and his arm was getting worse but why was it getting worse?
He was bit… Oh God! He was bit! He was infected. The thought made him sick. He hunches over and puts a hand over his mouth as his stomach threatens to bring up his food. The reality hit him hard, he was a monster, a MONSTER! His breathing starts to pick up. He killed them! He killed them all. Those scientists who hadn't even done anything. He slaughtered them, he tried he really did but he couldn’t stop it, he had no control over his body. He remembers the feeling of the scientist flesh merging with his own, the thought makes him gag. His breathing spins out of control. He couldn’t breathe, he couldn’t even think!
“Hey calm down, it’s alright” a voice cuts through his thoughts. He opens his eyes to see a man and a woman crouching beside him. He hadn’t even known he’d closed his eyes let alone that he wasn’t standing any more. He looks over his body, especially his arm, there was no bite mark no black veins, nothing, there wasn’t even a scar.
“Are you with me?” The woman asks, concerned. She looked around nineteen, maybe early twenty? She has brown hair and wore it in a ponytail, she wore a red leather jacket with a low cut black shirt and a pair of jeans. “I’m Clair and this is Leon” she gestured to the man beside her.He had short blond hair and had sharp facial features, he looked slightly older than her but not by much, he wore a police uniform and had a gun belt though it seemed to be missing the gun.
If he was honest they kind of looked stupid like who wears that in this day and age? The police uniform looked a bit outdated and it wasn’t often that he saw people wear leather jackets.
“Ah I-I’m Bryan” he stutters out. “Sorry I’m a bit confused right now” his Brain feels like it’s been scrambled and fucked over with a hammer.
“I get it who wouldn’t be right now” Clair replies. She reaches her hand out offering it to him. He takes it and pulls him up.
He brushes himself off and looks around,taking in his surroundings. There seems to be a couple other people in here. Wait? Where was he? What the fuck is going on? And who even are these people? “What the fuck, where the hell am I?” He looks around confused. He seems to be in a theater and he’s right at the front by the screen, there’s three rows with about five seats in each. He tries looking for the door but can’t seem to find it “Where’s the door?”
“There doesn’t seem to be one” Leon says casually like the whole being stuck in a room doesn’t faze him.
“Why are we here, who brought us here?” He questions.
“Don’t know”
“What do you mean you don’t know, you’re the police shouldn’t you know?!” He practically shouts.
“I know just as much as you know” Leon explains.
“Well how about we introduce ourselves to the other” Claire says gesturing to the other people in the room.
The others? He had completely forgotten about them. Before he could say anything a voice cuts through the room.
“Before you all introduce yourself I’ll explain why you're all here” the room falls silent. Everyone in the room tenses, Bryan sees Leon reach for a gun that isn’t there. Honestly he kind of looked like he unnecessarily do a backflip like that would help against an attack.
“What the fuck”
“I have brought you all here to react to one of your guys experience in raccoon city”
“And who exactly are we watching?” A man from the back asks. He seemed to be about in his twenties, he’s tall around 6 feet and has short brown hair, he wore a white shirt with the raccoon city logo on his arm he paired that with a green vest and greyish pants.
“You’ll find out soon enough, I’ll give you guys a couple minutes to introduce yourselves, once your finished find a sit so the movie can begin”
The man sighs “we don’t have much of a choice do we?”
“You do not” the voice says bluntly before continuing. “you’ll be provided with food and drinks as well as a restroom, after the viewing is finished you will be returned to your original timelines”
“Timelines?” Claire mutters to herself.
Bryan looks around apparently he didn’t pay enough attention because to the left of him is a table with different snacks and drinks with a washroom right beside it.
“Well before I go do you guys have any questions?”
“You got any Advil or aspirin or anything?” Bryan asks, he needs something or anything to get rid of his headache.
“Here you go” after the voice spoke a bottle of Advil appears in his pocket.
“Thank weird voice thing” he says awkwardly walking over to the table grabbing a water bottle to wash the pills down.
“Now does anyone have any actual questions?”
“How long will we be here for?” Claire asks.
“Not to long, don’t worry you won’t miss anything since time is frozen at the moment” no one says anything to that information. “Now if that is all I’ll be going” the room falls into an awkward silence.
“Okay how about we all introduce are selves” Claire says
“Okay I’m Bryan and are all of you cops?” He asks.
“Yep you seem to be the only civilian here well beside Claire” a young woman says, she seems kind of young, no younger than eighteen. She wore a green shirt with matching green pants and a white bulletproof vest and she had short brown hair. “I’m Rebecca chambers”
“I’m Chris Redfield, Claire’s older brother”
“And I’m Jill valentine” the last person says. Just like everyone else in the room she looks like she’s in her early twenties. She wore a white shirt with the raccoon city logo just like the other
“I do wonder why a civilian here, it makes sense for Claire but you?”
“I’m sure we’ll get the answers soon enough, let’s just sit down and get this over with” Chris says. He walks over to the second row of chairs taking the far seat on the right.
The others follow suit, Bryan takes the middle seat in the front row. Claire and Leon sit near Bryan in the first row and Jill and Rebecca take seats near Chris. After getting comfortable the screen turns on and starts a countdown.
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The screen lights up.